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Back to reality

We just got back from our little vacation in Cooperstown. Visits with family, and relaxation were the primary goals of the little getaway, and we managed to pack quite a bit of activity into three days. It was also about 20-30 degrees cooler up north, which was a welcome change for us Texans.

Our return flight was unpleasant, but not completely unbearable. The four hour flight from Boston was the worst part, and was delayed a bit in Boston, due to excessive air traffic coming into Logan International.

No matter where you are, people don't seem to think the rules apply to them. No, you can't get up to go to the bathroom when the plane took off thirty seconds ago. No, you can't go to the bathroom when the plane is going to land in two minutes. How is it that people decide they have to use the restroom five minutes before the plane lands, anyway? If they've held it for the duration of the flight, can't they wait until we get off the plane? On the trip to Cooperstown, there was a woman who had to be reprimanded twice over the P.A. system to because she kept getting out of her seat, and was told at one point right during our descent that we'd have to circle the airport if she didn't take her seat.

The house looks normal and nice, as we cleaned up a bit before we left. I picked Millie up from the kennel a few minutes ago so we'll be back to our normal messiness within twenty-four hours. She's been bathed, vaccinated, and had her toenails clipped, so we won't be greeted by a tap dance when we come home after work, at least for a little while. I'm glad she's home, and so is she.


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